Chapter 36. The Alpha and Beta

Talia's POV

Which promptly growled like a bear waking up from hibernation.

We both lost it, the romantic moment was ruined. I laid my head on his shoulder as the pressure of the day finally broke free. "I think I need a burger," I said into his chest.

"Let's find one." He set me back on my feet, and we walked down the trail to the motorcycle. I kept my hand in mine, not wanting to lose contact with his skin. It was like I was afraid he would leave me if I let him go.

We drove back to French Island, south of the airport. I had verified with Alpha Clark that they were home and the Council was gone. We went to a place called River Rats and got a table on the deck overlooking the river. The burger was good, the fried cheese curds better, and I allowed myself to just be happy for a few hours.

"We should be going," he finally said. "My Jeep is back at the Pack House."

"I shouldn't go on their land, it's dangerous for them if I'm seen there," I said. "My